All language subtitles for Allegiance.2024.S01E09.WEB (SDH)

Previously on Allegiance...

My client has the right
to a full and complete account

of all the evidence
held against him!

"National security"
I might understand,

if the sealed evidence didn't
amount to 90% of your case!

There's two ways
a Stay of Proceedings can go.

One, the judge orders
the charges dropped.

Or, two, the judge denies

the application,

and we finally get to see
the magical sealed evidence

that's a threat
to national security.

Okay, what about
that online chat group?

The Eye of the Hurricane?

Did you track down
who first shared that intel?

Some Hitler-happy guy
calling himself "Ricochet88".

Your source-- uh, contact...

He's just
a dickhead with a badge!

If I can get you a list of all
the male officers who work here,

can you start looking
for connections?

[horn blaring]

Sergeant?

Don't go doing something here
you might regret.

[Nate]
What are you having to drink?

[Sabrina] You're cut off,
but I'm gonna call you a car.

I have access
to the Assistant Crown's laptop.

-It's encrypted.
-Doesn't matter. Copy it.

-You know this is--
-Yeah. I know.

Got it. Thanks. Bye.

[♪♪♪]

[keys clacking]

[ding]

Sab. Wake up.

I'm in.

I've unsealed it.
Come on.

Maps of Vancouver's port...

marine unit rotations...

guard rotation schedules...

[clicks key]

...dock locations
for cargo ships.

[click]

Whoa. Look at this.

"Hanover-Edwin."

That's the mining company

that the villagers
were fighting against--

the ones that Dad
was gonna meet October 2nd.

Where did you get this?

-That's not important.
-This is a federal crime.

You can go to prison.

You could both go to prison.

-Pappa. Pappa.
-Someone planted this

in your briefcase,
made it look like

you were gonna share
classified information.

This is the show-stopper--
the evidence of treason.

Everything someone would need

to facilitate an attack
at the port.

Metadata shows that the files
were downloaded from your office

at 11:45 that night.

We were both
at Zeenath Auntie's birthday,

but you said
you were working late.

Yeah, I was working late,

just not at the office.

Okay, where then?

I was at the Hotel Vancouver.

With Parveen.

At 11:45 P.M.?

That's right.

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

We'll get back to that.

The point is, you have
hotel security footage

that proves
you didn't download this.

You have an alibi.

Their whole case
falls apart at trial.

Maybe.
This is the same judge

that denied
the Stay of Proceedings.

Who knows if he's gonna find
this alibi compelling enough--

-[bang]
-...and if it ever comes out

that the two of you
stole the Crown's evidence--

Fake evidence.

Unless...

we find a way
to not go to trial at all.

Okay? Your alibi proves
that you didn't do it.

What if
we can find out who did?

So, implicating
yourselves more?

I never asked
the two of you to do this.

You didn't have to.

[♪♪♪]

[radio beeps]

[dispatch]
Shots fired, shots fired.

All available units
to 120th Street and 96 Ave.

Sohal. Sohal!

Respond.

Uh, 6103.
We're two minutes out.

-Copy that, 6103--
-Where are you right now?

-[siren begins wailing]
-I'm here, I'm here.

[♪♪♪]

[siren wailing]

[brakes screech]

Driver!

Roll down the window.

Turn the car off.

Both hands,
outside the window.

Open the door
with your right hand.

Exit the vehicle slowly.

-Hands on top of the roof.
-Passenger!

Hands where I can see them!

[roars] Passenger!
I need to see your hands.

[♪♪♪]

Show me your hands!

Jason!

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Hey! Turn around!

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[shutter snapping]

-[indistinct chatter]
-[radios crackling]

[driver] They took
three shots and took off.

Who do you think it was?

With my cuz right there?

-Parm. Bro.
-Someone must have--

Why are we still here, yo?

Thank you.
If you think of anything else,

just please reach out to us
at that number.

All right, Vince. Go.

So, black SUV.
Tinted windows.

No one saw the plate
or the driver,

except they almost
ran over that poor woman.

Yeah, it came through
that entrance,

fired three shots,

and then went right back
onto the street.

Never slowed down.

Could be two suspects--
driver and a shooter.

Or it could've
just been the driver.

Shooting as he drove,
swerving to avoid the woman.

Well, that would explain
why the bullets missed.

[Sabrina] Witness accounts
put him and his cousin

at that window
when the shots were fired.

His name is--

Parm Dhillon. Yeah.
We know him.

He's a higher-up
in the Atwal Gang.

Let me guess--
he's not saying anything?

Yeah. Not a word.

[Kara] What about the cousin,
does he talk?

Jason Dhillon.
Oh, yeah. He talks.

Ay, y'all gonna cuff us
or what? Hey! Time is money!

Y'all robbing us blind
right now!

We got things to do.
Y'know what I'm saying?

[snaps]
"We" ain't doing a thing!

Yo, we should run up on 'em
for this.

Hey. You gotta
finish your history project.

I'll do it later.

You get it done today,

I'll let you drive the car
around the block.

Yeah?

Aight, bet!

You gotta lose that jacket,
man.

You hatin'.
This is dope as hell.

[snickers quietly]

Homework.

Okay.

You want me to talk to you--
it's not happening here.

And you gotta get my cousin
home safe first.

Jason's got nothing
to do with any of this.

Never has, never will.

He's a good kid.

All right,
you two take him home.

I'm gonna follow up
with the Gang Unit

and I'll meet you
back at Detachment.

Parm, you're with me.

Yo, Jason!

["Paint the Town Red"
by Snotty Nose Rez Kids plays]

♪ Yo ♪

♪ Got a whole lotta culture
Baby ♪

♪ This ain't a new thang ♪

♪ Minay's on the roster ♪

♪ We forever like Wu-Tang ♪

♪ With the picture we painted ♪

♪ Now we shinin' like Vegas ♪

[Jason] This is tight, yo.
Yo, yo, take a right here.

My boys are at the park!
Yo!

Not a chance, Jason.

Yo! I'm in a cop car! Yo!

Of all the people
I've had back there,

this kid's having the most fun.

Jason, that was
a pretty close call back there.

You don't know
who came at you guys or why?

I don't talk to cops.

Your cousin, he had, uh,
he had a very nice car.

Yee, his car's lit, right?

Can't wait to drive that thing.

-Oh, yeah?
-Parm said

if I keep my "A"s up,
it's mine.

And he can get another.

You know, he's loaded--
ya feel me?

Sounds like
a pretty cool cousin.

Yee, he's cool as hell, yo.

Everywhere he goes,

everyone gives him,
like, mad respect.

The girls always on him, too,
you know what I'm saying?

Oh, yeah, I hear you now,
big dog. Uh-huh.

Dumb thing is, though,
he been with Nicole

since, like, forever, man.

Talkin' about
"settling down" and shit?

It's actually gross, man.

Yeah, settling down
with Nicole--

who does that?

And he always pulls lame stuff
like this, too, man!

-It sucks.
-Yeah, what do you mean?

Okay, every time something,
like, dope's about to go down,

he sends me home, man.

I can never get
to do anything cool!

Ruins my game, man,
know what I'm saying?

Amrit Atwal.

Took over the family business
three years ago,

and word is,

he rules the Atwal Gang
with an iron fist.

He's turned allies into enemies
and enemies into bodies.

Their main rivals--
the Park City Kings.

Their top dog TJ's
got serious beef

with his counterpart, Amrit.

The past few weeks, they've been
calling each other out,

their guys threatening
to shoot each other

in the streets.

It's been all talk,
until today.

The Gang Unit's
reached out to patrol teams

'cause these aren't
big-time players.

They're street-level,
but they're volatile,

they're harder to track.

They recruit 12-year-old kids
and give them guns.

[Bolton] They're a danger
to themselves, to each other,

and to the general public--

it's nothing
we haven't seen before.

Bringing us to today.

Someone took a shot
at Parm Dhillon,

Amrit's second-in-command.

We found the SUV they used,
burned out on a side road.

-Someone torched it?
-No.

No, these guys
burn their own cars.

Get rid of the evidence
after a targeted attack.

[Kara]
So we need to hit the streets

and find out who tried
to hit Parm Dhillon.

If it was TJ
and the Park City Kings,

we need to buckle up.

-Did Parm talk?
-No.

He called his lawyer
and he left,

as soon as we brought him in.

He only agreed to come

so we'd get his cousin
home safe.

[Luke] Was his cousin
involved in any of this?

-Not as far as we know.
-Yeah, it looks like

he's doing everything
to keep Jason out of it,

but someone nearly
got the kid killed today.

[Kara] Which means that Parm
may be twice as motivated

to get payback.

Gang Unit's gonna work
their C.I.s,

and they're gonna focus on TJ
and Amrit and the Kings.

We're running support.

Gabinski, Tucker--

tail Parm Dhillon, quietly.

The last thing we want
is for him to retaliate.

Sohal, you know
the neighbourhood.

You and Brambilla
talk to the community,

talk to Parm's family,

see if you can get any intel

about who might be
behind this attack.

Eyes open,
ears to the ground--

the last time gangs like this
got out of hand,

a lot of lives were lost.

Let's try and keep this from
getting past that tipping point.

Yeah? Let's go!

[officer] Copy that.

["Surrey Anthem" in Punjabi
by Honey Bhullar plays]

[♪♪♪]

-[knocking]
-Mrs. Dhillon?

[muffled, speaking Punjabi]

[speaking Punjabi]

[men chatting nearby,
indistinct]

Hey, guys.

Can I ask you something?

[spits]

[mutters to self]
That's a good talk.

The Dhillon family's home,
but they're not answering.

Hey, let's check out
the community centre.

Nice neighbourhood like this,

you'd hope
for a warmer reception.

You haven't dealt
with gang conflicts

in nice neighbourhoods?

Yeah, no, of course.

Guess I can't wrap my brain
around the "why" of it.

You see that house?

My friend Gurdeep,
he used to live there.

We used to play
ball hockey together.

I lost touch when he started
hanging out with guys like Parm.

That's what I don't get. Right?

Doing desperate things
to survive--

that's one thing.

Your family kicks you out,

you're hungry,
you need money fast--

Yeah, right.

...But every time
one of these kids goes down,

you hear the same thing--

he was a nice kid,

his parents gave him
everything he wanted,

and still, he's running around
with gangs, selling drugs.

You think it's that simple?

Okay. Tell me why it isn't.

You don't fit in
with the kids at school,

you get home,
your parents have no idea

what you're going through--

There's always
a generation gap.

Yeah, there is,
but it's not the same,

'cause Gurdeep's parents,
they didn't grow up here.

They have no idea about
the pressures he was facing,

the isolation.

Parents,
they stick to their communities,

and it's their kids
that have to navigate

the rest of the world
by themselves.

[music thumping
as car approaches]

And then he saw these guys,

kids with an identity--
their own kind of family...

Sometimes, people don't
join gangs to survive.

Sometimes, they join them
so they can finally belong.

[youths jeering and taunting]

[voices rising]

[scuffling]

-[shouting]
-[crashing]

[Sabrina] Hey!

[indistinct raging]

[Sabrina] Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Break it up! Break it up!

What are you gonna do
about it, huh?

I'll get my cousin
and he's gonna kill you!

It's on now, yo!

Yeah, bring your cousin--

he's probably
just as soft as you!

[boys jeering]

Hey!

[commotion resumes]

Yo!

[shouting and skirmishing
continue]

[woman shouts] Yo!

Shit.

[uneasy silence falls]

What the hell
is going on here?

[silence continues]

What?

He fouled me hard, yo!

-You're just a soft-ass bi--
-Hey!

[silence falls]

Hey.

Look at me, Vrinder.

I get it, man.
I do.

Gary fouled you hard.

Now you wanna kick his ass,
right?

Ah, Gary. Man.

You got Vrinder all fired up.

You gotta throw down now.

Aight!
So, let's use a little logic.

What happens
after your fight?

You guys didn't think
that far ahead, didja?

Well, let me tell you
how this is gonna go down.

You're gonna go home,

and your cousins
see your bruises,

and what do they do?

Huh! Well, they want revenge!

They start scrapping,
firing guns, and for what?

A foul
no one's gonna remember?

Aw! Yo, my bad. My bad!

Someone will remember
what happened here. Yeah.

Your moms.

That's 'cause
she bought you this ball,

trying to keep you away from
all that other nonsense.

But, instead,
this ball...

caused this fight.

She's gonna blame herself.

You want that?

[♪♪♪]

Y'all get me now?

All right,
we startin' a new game,

but this time,

Gary, Vrinder,
you're on the same team, yeah?

[Vrinder] Yeah.

It's okay, Officers.
We got this.

Sabrina Sohal!

Zaarin.

Ah, it's "Z".

[♪♪♪]

[Z] So you turned out
exactly how I thought you would.

Now, what's that
supposed to be mean?

I don't think
I ever saw you bend a rule,

let alone break one.

[dryly] You must've been
very popular.

Well, not as popular as Z!

Ah, for all the wrong reasons.

Let's just say my dad made
those tracksuits famous.

I used to rock
a pretty sick one, too,

back when he ran
the biggest gang in the city.

You're Saeed's kid?

Oh, I remember your dad.

Yeah, drive-bys
in broad daylight,

nightclub stabbings.

It was a big deal
when we got him off the street.

[Z] Yeah, I'd apologize,
but I'm not my father.

Saw where it led.

That wasn't gonna be me.

I found my faith,

started working out of
the community centre here,

and started
the Disruptors.

We try to de-escalate
these fights

before they get out of hand
and lead to something worse.

-You know, that was great.
-Amazing.

It's pretty simple.

"Relate, logic, family--"

we start
by talking their language.

These teens, they get mad,
short-sighted,

so we give them some logic,

show them the reality
of their actions,

and connect that to how
it impacts their families.

And when they start
thinking about their parents,

that's when they become kids
again, you know--

[vehicle approaching]

[♪♪♪]

Oh, you have got
to be kidding me.

Oh? Who's this?

[engine idles]

[Z] Amrit Atwal.

The man himself?

Mm-hmm.

[shouts] Hey!

Can I help you?

[engine revs]

This how he recruits?

Yeah, he's probably trying
to pack up his ranks.

He may be looking to get revenge
for the drive-by on Parm.

You heard about that?

Yeah, word travels.

And did word travel
about who did it, or why?

No, but I'm worried.

If the Atwals
and the Park City Kings

start gunning each other down,
these kids'll get involved.

Yeah, we're worried too.

We need to find out why
Parm was targeted.

We really need to get in touch
with Parm's folks.

Hey, any chance you could
help us get in the door?

[sighing] Yeah.

I know the Dhillons, but...

if I get you guys
in the door,

you gotta try
to not act like cops.

[♪♪♪]

[tea service rattles]

Please.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

Thank you, Auntie.

[china clinking]

I love gulab jamun.

[speaking Punjabi]

No.

He goes to work very early.

He's a hard-working boy--

an entrepreneur,
like his father.

His father owns
several gas stations.

[speaking Punjabi]

Yes. He is well.

What time does Parm usually
get home, uh, from-from work?

Zaarin says
you have questions about Parm...

...but he is a good boy.

He works hard.

He's always done well
in school.

We're not saying
that he isn't, at all.

We just want to make sure
that he comes home safe,

after work.

[speaking Punjabi]

[Sabrina]
Auntie, it's very important

that we know who
Parm spends his time with.

[speaking Punjabi]

We just want to keep Parm safe.

[speaking Punjabi]

I'm sorry.
I'd like you to leave.

[man] We got your witness
on line two.

That's it?

That's all we could get.

Parm's mom showed us the door

the second
we started to get warm.

As far as she's concerned,

her boy's nothing more
than a successful entrepreneur.

How many Happys
could there be out there?

[Sabrina]
It's basically a nickname.

Hardeep, Harjit, Harbinder--

anybody whose name
starts with "H".

Okay, I'm gonna
reach out to the Gang Unit

and see if they can get us
some specifics on a "Happy".

[phone buzzing]

Okay, I'll be right back.

Yeah.

[Kara] Gabinksi and Tucker
are still watching Parm.

No issues yet.

Hey. What's good?

[Ishaan] It's not so good.

Whoever downloaded the files
onto the flashdrive was a pro.

How do you know?

They set up a VPN
to make it look like

the evidence was
downloaded from Dad's office.

But the files could've been
downloaded from anywhere.

They hid their tracks.
It's a dead-end.

-Damn.
-But...

you wanted me to look up
Will Gabinski,

the son of that CFPC officer?

-Yeah.
-Well...

he's not on any social media--
like, at all,

which is pretty sus--

but... I found him.

Check your email.

[whoosh]

[man] I gotta get my head
out of this case.

Let's grab a coffee.

[Sabrina] This is the guy
you and Kyle met in the park.

Yep. "Ricochet88" himself.

This is how the I.O.H. knew
in advance about Dad's arrest.

Gabby must've leaked it
to his kid.

What do you want to do
about Gabby?

-Hey, I'll call you back.
-Sorry.

Uh... what about him?

Well, if we're gonna report
the DUI,

that window is closing.

I'm just wondering
which way we're leaning,

in terms of that.

Uh, where is he now?

Well, he and Tucker
were trailing Parm. Why?

[man] You got
that witness statement for me?

He's a good cop,
who made a mistake.

Maybe we need
all hands on deck right now.

Okay.

We should get back.
Come on.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, I need you
to look something up for me,

but you can't ask me why,

and I can never
tell you about it...

and you'll have
to cover your tracks.

What do you need?

Our C.I.s can't get anything
out of Amrit Atwal or TJ

about the attack
on Parm Dhillon.

Both leaders are totally
insulated right now,

and the Gang Unit's
looking for intel on a "Happy"

connected to Parm.

Families aren't talking.

Gang associates aren't--
no one's talking.

[Kara]
Online threats are escalating.

We're worried
they're preparing for something,

and we're all-hands-on-deck,
but we're still a step behind.

[Sabrina] Maybe
we're coming at this wrong.

If we're looking for answers,

maybe we're looking at
the wrong end of the pyramid.

[♪♪♪]

Not one of you knows
a Happy, huh?

Not one?

Aight.

Then y'all ain't
playing hockey today!

-[all protesting]
-Come on, Z. They're cops!

[boy] Come on!

[player]
No, I swear, we don't know him!

Jason? You want to join us?

That's the fastest
I seen him move all day, huh?

[boys snickering and jeering]

[Vince] Look, I know
what you think of cops.

We're the bad guys, right?

But we're not.

We're the dumb ones.

-[laughter]
-Right?

I mean, there's so much stuff
going on outside these walls

that we have no clue about,

but you guys do. See?

The thing is, is that I've seen
all of this all before.

Your brothers, your cousins--
they start getting into gangs.

Next thing you know,
they're pulled into fights

that they got nothing
to do with, am I right?

[overlapping] Yeah.

Any of you know anyone who got
hurt in fights like that?

Yeah.

We just don't want
to see that happen again.

No one knows who Happy is?

All right.

I know
the Happy you're looking for.

He used to try and hang
with my brother,

but TJ got rid of him
real quick.

Happy's annoying, yo.

[others laughing]

TJ's your brother?

Yeah.

Leader of the Park City Kings?

Yeah, but I don't
ride with him.

And we leave all gang
affiliations at the door, right?

House rules.

Hey, you know
Happy's full name?

Harpreet Jora.

[♪♪♪]

[man shouting, indistinct]

[woman] Your lies
are gonna get him killed!

-You hear that?
-Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

[knocking]

Police!

-Say you're gonna stop!
-[skirmishing]

-Hey!
-[pounding]

[voices arguing]

-[bang]
-Hey!

Police!

[woman]
Promise me right now, Happy!

-Are you gonna stop your lying?
-Chill out, please!

-Drop the knife!
-Back up!

-Back up. Back up!
-Your lies are gonna

get him killed!

-Nicole, stop!
-Back it up!

[♪♪♪]

Come on, Nicole.

You threatened Happy
with a knife.

From my perspective,
that's assault.

[Happy] Assault?

Come on, yo.
That's wild!

You really think
I'd let Nicole assault me?

You're outta your mind!

We was just gettin' rid
of old dishes.

What do you do for work?

Folks own a cloth house.

We do aight.

Nicole was telling you
to, uh, "stop lying".

What was she talking about?

[Nicole]
Parm is my boyfriend.

I was just here

to make Happy stop
spreading lies about him.

Oh, yeah?
What kind of lies?

Your boyfriend
was almost shot this morning.

We want to keep him safe,
don't we?

So if this has anything to do
with who's after him, and why,

please, just, come on,
talk to us.

When was the last time
you saw him?

I ain't seen him in a week, yo.

Aren't you two close?

Happy started hanging out
with Parm a few months back.

Not a fan, are you?

Happy don't care
about nobody except for Happy.

And you don't care
that Parm got shot this morning?

You're the cops.
Go arrest them, then.

Right, you tell me
who shot him,

and I will.

[♪♪♪]

All right, look.

Word on the street is,
that, last Thursday,

Parm beat the hell
out of a Park City King

outside of Door 10 Lounge.

It was one of TJ's top guys.

Since then, the whole Atwal crew
been bigging him up.

Happy started telling everyone
that Parm jumped the guy,

and now the Park City Kings
are coming after him for it,

but he didn't do it.

Do you know who did?

I don't know.

I wasn't there.

[deep breath]

I need Happy
to stop spreading the story

before they take
another shot at him.

-[radio beeps]
-We lost eyes on Parm Dhillon.

All units, BOLO!

Last known location--
128th and 80th.

We're looking
for a black Mercedes sedan,

vanity plates reading--

"PARM D".

Nicole, any idea
where Parm might be right now?

[♪♪♪]

Hey, boss. 6103.

We need access
to security footage

from the Door 10 Lounge
from last Thursday night.

We may know why Parm Dhillon
was being targeted.

[Luke] Hey.

Hey, uh, Vince.
You got a second?

-What happened?
-Parm made us.

He drove out to the tracks,

and blew right through
a crossing signal.

We lost him
after the train passed.

So, look. Last night.

We good?

No, we're not good.

I want to throw the book at you
for what you did.

It's not gonna happen again.

Thanks for not
filing the report.

I don't want your thanks.

And it's not just me.

She chose not to.

She's giving you
the second chance.

Door 10 Lounge footage is in.

[♪♪♪]

[Kara]
Here's the Park City King.

Assailant was waiting for him.

Ah, it's too dark,
his face is concealed.

Pause it here!

No wonder they want payback.

That's Parm's tracksuit,
but...

does that look
like Parm to you?

Nicole swears it's not him.

Gang Unit
interviewed the victim.

He was jumped from behind,
can't I.D. who attacked him.

So we're no further ahead.

We still don't know
who started this war.

All that matters

is that the Park City Kings
blame Parm for it,

and they are not gonna let
a beating like this slide.

Send patrols
to all gang hotspots.

Coordinate with
every available undercover.

Okay! We need to get eyes
back on Parm, ASAP.

He needs police protection,
whether he wants it or not.

And we need to dig deep
to find anyone willing

to talk about where Parm
might've gone to ground.

All right?

I know someone
who likes to talk.

[♪♪♪]

[speaks Punjabi]

Good afternoon, Mr. Dhillon.
Sorry to trouble you,

but we'd like have a word
with your son, Jason?

W-What did he do now?

He's not in any trouble, Uncle.

We just need to ask him

a few questions
about his cousin, Parm.

[sighing]

Okay.

Jaswinder!

[shouts in Punjabi]

My son, he's a nice boy.
Please.

[garage door begins rumbling]

Is there anyone else home?

No.

[rumbling]

[♪♪♪]

6103. We have a location
on the car of Parm Dhillon,

but Parm is not in it.

Repeat, we do not
have eyes on Parm.

[dispatch] Roger that.

When did Parm
drop the car off?

Come on.

Do you have any idea
where your cousin is right now?

Uncle, are you close
with your nephew?

[sighing deeply]

I trusted Parm to keep
Jaswinder away from all this.

We hear the stories.

We know what happens to the kids
when they get to this age.

But I'm a truck driver,
I'm away.

My wife works very long hours.

We can only do so much.

I should never
have trusted Parm.

No, sir.

Parm was absolutely
true to his word.

And he's in danger now.
We need to find him.

I ain't no snitch.

You're not
going to say anything?

After what he did for you
Thursday night?

Thursday n--?

What happened Thursday?

Dad, please.

Come on. Listen, Jason.

Whoever took
a shot at you and Parm,

we think it's because of
what he did Thursday night

at the Door 10 Lounge.

He wasn't there.
He was with me.

He was with you?

[♪♪♪]

I was-- I was joking around
with some kids from school...

...and they didn't like
what I said,

so when I was
walking back home, they...

they jumped me.

All right,
what happened next, Jason?

Jaswinder, what?

Tell them everything.

I needed Parm
to bring me some clothes.

There was blood?

No, it wasn't--
it wasn't blood.

[sniffles, breath shakes]

I-It was my pants.
You know?

They--

They got a little wet.

[sniffling]

And they took pics and stuff

and they left me there.

[sniffles deeply]
I called Parm.

You know?

We spent the whole night
finding those guys,

made 'em delete the pics.

Then he let me crash
at his new spot.

Wait. What new spot?

I promised not to tell.

Come on.

He's...

got a new place
for him and Nicole.

It's supposed to be a surprise--

a place for them to live
once Parm got out.

H-He's leaving the gang.

He says he wants
to start over.

Does anyone know?
Does his boss, Amrit, know?

I don't know.

We need that address.

If his gang finds out
and they don't like it--

you know what's gonna happen,
right?

We need to protect him,
don't we?

We need that address.

[Sabrina]
Command, this is 6103.

Parm Dhillon
was not the assailant

at the Door 10 Lounge.

[Gillian] Copy, 6103.
I'll let the Inspector know.

If Amrit Atwal learned

his number two
was trying to leave--

No one does that
without paying a price.

You'd make an example of him.

Yeah, or you'd stop him
before he got the chance.

[dispatch]
Shots fired on 159A Street.

Shots fired.

That's the address
Jason just gave us.

[siren wailing]

[tires squealing]

[♪♪♪]

Man down!

Parm!

Hey!

Hey, look at me!

Look at me!
You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.
Look at me.

...159A Street.

Male victim.

Two GSWs to the chest!

[Vince] We have two
gunshot wounds to the chest.

-[sirens wailing]
-Parm! Look at me.

Hey! You're gonna be okay!

[sirens wailing]

[sirens wailing]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Parm's hanging on

because both of you
got there in time.

What was he doing
at the front gate?

Might've come out
to talk to someone he trusted.

Someone from his own gang?

[Kara] Possibly.

But what we know is that,
if we lose Parm,

both sides
have a reason to go to war.

Thing that scares me
is it's gone quiet out there.

The street fights have stopped.

Both sides might be waiting
to see if Parm survives.

Yeah, the calm
before the storm.

You two, go to the hospital,
follow up with the family,

see how Parm's cousin is doing.

These young kids...

sometimes they get ideas.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[quietly] No one from
Parm's gang is even here.

No fancy cars

out here either--
what does that tell you?

I'm gonna request units

to keep watch
outside the hospital.

Sat Sri Akal, Uncle.

Sat Sri Akal .

Hey, Nicole.

Any updates on Parm's condition?

[Nicole sniffles]

You were right.

Parm didn't assault anyone
Thursday night.

He was with Jason...

...at the house
he bought for you.

It was supposed to be
a surprise, but...

he wanted to get out,

he wanted to start a new life
with you.

[sobbing]
I told him all the time--

just 'cause his friends are in,
it doesn't mean he has to be.

But he was too loyal.

And where are they now?

They're not even here for him!
Not one.

[sobs]

I can't believe
he finally listened.

Well, I hear
you can be pretty persuasive.

Jaswinder is gone!

I-I can't find him anywhere.

He's at the community centre.

I just dropped him off there.

He said he wanted
to see his friend, Nav.

[Sabrina, alarmed]
His "friend", Nav?

Don't worry, Uncle.
I'll go check on him.

[♪♪♪]

Nav!

Hey, have you seen Jason?

He just pushed me
against the wall,

said that he'd kill me

if I didn't tell him
where my brother was,

and then he just took off.

Why is he looking for him?

He thinks my brother
ordered the hit on Parm!

Where's TJ now?

He's at his girl's place--
off 87th,

two blocks up from here.

[Vince] 6103--
any units in the vicinity

of the Surrey Community Centre,

please respond.

[indistinct radio response]

Did you call TJ
to let him know Jason's coming?

[door rumbling]

[♪♪♪]

[calls out]
Where you at, bro?

Huh?

Come on! Come get it.

[distant dogs barking]

You put the hit
on my cousin, man.

You think that piece
makes you hard, bro? Eh?

-[sirens wailing]
-Come on, do it. I dare you.

You're dead, TJ.
[breath shaking]

-You're dead, man.
-[siren approaching]

[♪♪♪]

Gun.

Easy.

Easy, Jason.

Cops are here, bro.
Quit this.

[sirens wailing]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, Jason, let's just
slow this down a sec, okay?

[♪♪♪]

Hey, why y'all on me, huh?

This guy shot Parm!

Stand down.

Sir?

Tucker, do it.
Right now.

Hey, Jason.

This guy put...

on my cousin, yo.

It wasn't me, bro.

[Jason] Shut up!

[Sabrina] Jason,
there was no hit on Parm.

Jason, it was Parm's own guys

that put out the story
about the fight at the club...

the Atwal Gang.

And you know
that that's a lie,

because you were
with Parm that night, right?

Think about it, Jason.
What is the logic here?

Parm got shot because of a story
his own guys spread.

There was no loyalty
here, Jason.

There was a reason

why Parm wanted
out of this life--

and there's a reason why

he wanted to keep you
out of it, too.

If you pull that trigger
right now...

the Kings are gonna
come after your family.

Your mom, your dad...

and your future

dies right here.

[sobbing]

Do you know
what Parm would want?

He would want you there

when he wakes up.

[crying]

I'm gonna take this gun, okay?

I'm gonna take this gun.

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[quiet office din and bustle,
indistinct]

[hushed] Hey, Sabrina.

[paper rustles]

I got what you asked for.

Screenshot
of the evidence lockup sign-in.

[crinkling]

He was the only one
on October 2nd?

Y-You're not gonna tell me
why you wanted this, are you?

Trust me, it's better
if you don't know.

Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

[indistinct voices carrying]

[♪♪♪]

[Kara] Sohal. Hey.

They just, uh, released Jason
to his parents' custody.

Good.

So what happens now?

Well, he'll meet with
a social worker regularly

until his court date.

With no priors,
thanks to his cousin,

and, uh, good parents,

there's a hope
he'll be okay.

Good work.

Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

[knocking on door]

Yes?

Excuse me,
Assistant Commissioner?

Oh, Constable Sohal.

Sir.

There's something
I need to share with you.

Well, come in.

[shuts door softly]

Sir, I can prove

that my father was framed
on his treason charge.

I got a look
at the sealed evidence

that the Crown has
against him.

-Excuse me?
-The flashdrive files

that allegedly incriminate him--

they were fabricated.

They were planted
in my father's briefcase

the day
that he was arrested.

But my father has an alibi,

proving
that he couldn't have been

the one
to download those files.

Well, putting aside
how you "got a look"

at sealed evidence--

if that's the case,
it'll come out at trial.

It's not just his alibi.

His briefcase was seized
by National Security

on October 2nd,

and put into
CFPC evidence lockup.

I'm aware of the chain
of custody, Constab--

The chain of custody
includes Doug Gabinski.

Are you suggesting

that Sergeant Gabinski

planted incriminating evidence
in your father's briefcase?

Yes.

He knew about the arrest
in advance,

but he shouldn't have--

he doesn't have
National Security clearance.

And what makes you think
he knew in advance?

He told his son
about the arrest

before it happened.

[♪♪♪]

Have you heard of "I.O.H."?

"Eye of the Hurricane"--
a far-right group.

His son posted
in an I.O.H. online forum

about the arrest
before October 2nd.

I've also got
his son corroborating it

in front of
third-party witnesses.

If...
my father's case goes to trial,

sir, it will come out

that the evidence
was fabricated,

and that it was planted
by a CFPC Officer.

Is the CFPC ready
for that kind of fallout?

[♪♪♪]

How did you see
the Crown's evidence, Sabrina?

[♪♪♪]

-[knocking at door]
-Not now.

Sorry, sir, but...

Parm Dhillon has died.

[♪♪♪]

What's the update?

911's flooded with calls.

[thud]

The Kings and the Atwals
are openly trading shots

in Guildford and Whalley.

We already have
a civilian casualty.

This conflict is escalating

faster than
we can control it.

[tap running]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

We need every available cop
out there,

which includes you, Sohal.

Sir.

Sohal?

This conversation isn't over.

Sir.

[♪♪♪]